This is me...

...letting it go.

Imagine, if you will, a bonfire burning brightly. The orange and red tongues lapping at the thick air. Strange shadows being cast upon the dark walls from the sensuous fire's dance.

Now, imagine me taking a few heavy thoughts...a few things from the day, still fresh from the core and heaving them into the fire. The flames consuming them....taking them away, into a pillar of murky, black smoke.

Ashes to Ashes:

1. Having to make the call to let someone know they lost their job. They don't get to return to work after the holiday weekend and that I'll talk to her about it more on Tuesday. I couldn't get a hold of her on Friday before leaving work and I couldn't leave the message or send the email in a heartless, cold fashion. I couldn't do it. So, I tossed and turned all night - dreamed about it, lost sleep over it and basically made myself sick. It's behind me now, but it's been hanging over me still.

2. Connecting with an old friend; someone who you have known for years and feeling the sting of rejection and not knowing why. Interpreting* an email as cool, aloof and having it hang on my heart and whisper softly that maybe they just don't really care anymore. Or maybe they can't....or don't want to ?

This is me tossing these thoughts to the winds tonight. Letting them go. I'm not going to dwell on them. I'm not going to allow myself to be consumed with the empathy that I so often fall victim to.

*I interpret and feel a lot. I am often right and typically go with what my heart tells me. This has, of course, gotten me into trouble in the past. Since it's gnawing at me, I need to just let it go if I want to have a decent weekend. So, not assuming anything, but letting it go, for now.

Handbasket

I'm going straight to hell for venting but dammit, it's MY blog and if I want to vent, I just will.

1. Admit you're wrong. Seriously, there is nothing that I hate more than to have a conversation where someone is wrong and they won't admit defeat. I recently had a conversation where it went down that there was NO possible way that it was the way I said it was.

Well, it is.

But, I couldn't start shooting off links to prove my point because I'm just not like that AND I didn't want to be the annoying girl that always has to be right. So I will quietly bitch about it here.

2. Annoying message board girl. Ok, we've seen 15k pictures of you. The sheer magnitude of space used is enough to choke Google. You're young, hip and think you are just about the best thing since Sham-Wow. Get over yourself. We GET that you love your cat but honestly, each time the cat meows, you don't need to start a new thread about it.

And if you INSIST on posting another 15k pictures, quit with the duckbill-lips look already. We already have the creepy twins to epitomize this picture perfect moment for all of eternity.

/rant

See, the second part is why I really should stay far, far away from message boards and have my lovely online friends visit me here :)